Counting Stars

•44•(final chapter)

That night I couldn't sleep one bit.

I literally was up all night thinking about zach.

For example

How did I get to lucky to have Zach as my boyfriend.

Or even know him at all

Sure he has been threw a lot, and it no doubt left him scarred

But threw everything, he managed to stay strong.

He managed to stay sane.

Once we reach the hospital I am bouncing in my seat, holding the vans backpack with his belongings in it.

Once we enter the hospital, the smell of sanitation and miserly fills my nose, making me cringe.

I hate hospitals so much, always have always will.

They are full of sick people, dying people, just depressing situations.

I knkck lightly on zachs door, I hear a soft 'its open' echo through the wood.

"Hey, brought you clothes" I smile, ploping down on the familiar chair.

Zach smiles lightly, "thanks"

"So how was your night" I ask, trying to steer us away from a awkward silence.

He shrugs, not seeming to intrested in answering that question.

Ok then.

"Ready to check out?" A nurse pops her head in, smiling at us.

Zach stiffens slightly, edging closer to me.

I smile smally at him.

Zach nods at the nurse shyly.

I am mentally awing in my head right now.

He's so adorable.

The nurse smiles brightly,leaving the room. "Just come to the front when your ready.

We both nod.

"Well, I'm going to, go change" Zach mutters awkwardly, exiting the bed and heading to the bathroom.

I sigh, taking a look around the room.

10 months ago I would have never guessed that I would be in this situation.

In a hospital room with my boyfriend, after he was kidnapped by his older brother, and held captive for 6 months.

I would habe laughed in your face if you told me that.

Despite everything, I wouldn't change a thing, sure we have had our rough times, hesne the last six months, but we made it out Alive.

I mean, life isn't perfect, it has its obstacles.

This has been one hell of a year.

Just then, I hear a click, and zach exits the bathroom in the exact outfit he described yesterday, his hair pushed to the side.

"God your hairs long" I laugh, "I love it though"

Zach smirks "It it pretty smexy isn't it" he laughs jokingly.

I nod, "very"

Amusement plays on his face.

Little does he know, I wasn't kidding.

"I have to re-dye it though, he says, picking up a piece of hair.

Sure enough, there are light brown roots showing on the top of his head.